People walk into churches with all manner of thoughts and ideas in their minds. I remember as a young child, I was apprehensive about going into the sanctuary at church, because I was told in Sunday school the church was the House of God. That seemed somewhat intimidating to my young mind.
One Sunday decades later, as I was standing at the communion table during worship, I picked up the chalice to say the words of institution for the cup. As I looked out at the congregation, I saw a young man walking toward me down the center aisle. He started shouting, “Shut up (expletives deleted)!” When he got near the table, I said, “Do you have a problem?” He replied, “Yes,” and started on some rant about parking (this was an urban church). Before he could move any closer, several men grabbed this person and carried him out a side door. The police already were on their way, as a few folks in the pews put their cell phones to use.
On another day in another church, my wife was rehearsing with a gospel choir. A street person wandered in, sat down in a pew, and listened. During a break in the rehearsal, the street person got up and walked down the aisle. Mary said that a number of the choir members later expressed their thoughts at that moment, “Here it comes. He wants money.” When the street person reached the front of the sanctuary, he took a few coins from his pocket, laid them on the communion table and said, “Your music has been a blessing to me.” Then, he turned and walked out of the church, his spirits lifted.
What’s on your mind when you step into a church building, either the sanctuary on Sunday morning, a meeting room on another day, or the church office? Are you looking for a blessing? Are you copping an attitude? Are you in awe of the mighty presence and power of God?
Or is it something else?
Posted by blog/greg_howell
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Updated: Wednesday, 20 June 2007 9:21 AM EDT
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